[Written by Wilson, Barbieri, Edwin and Maitland] [Instrumental]
did you see it? could you sense the tension? thickness was building, yet for a surprise crimson starlight. your chanting my curse. it's a lovesick dead
Traduction: Quatre-vingt dix Wuss Pound. Lacération intermédiaire.
Traduction: Porcupine Tree. Intermédiaire de Jésus.
: [Written by Wilson, Barbieri, Edwin and Maitland] [Instrumental]
In all this chaos and torment They will interact And all the phases I?ve been trough And all the cases I have seen Your soul belongs To the intermediate
Every time you raise your voice I see the greener grass Every time you run for cover I see this pasture Every time we're in a funk I picture a different
I been crazy for you, so long How could something so right turn out so wrong Words, never mean what they say Words just get in the way Before this night
Night nighttime intermission personal inquisition nocturnal emission just talking to myself
[N:] All your eyes have ever seen All you`ve ever heard Is etched upon my memory I spoken through my words All that I take with me Is all you`ve left
[includes a quote from Crazy Words - Crazy Tune (Yellen/Ager)] Vo-do-de-oh-do . . .
till i had you i didn't know that i was missing out had to grow up and see the world through different shades of doubt give me one more chance to dream
Now and forever, Until the time is through I can't believe it, I don't know where to start, No baby, So many questions deep inside my heart Give me
Tell me, pretty girl, do you know who I am? Have you ever seen me as your friend? Anything we have is those hungry nights But there's so much left unsatisfied
